Hah! I wish that was something I even had. Summer vacation. Funny how as we grow up we forget how to relax. We don't know what its like to take months off and get in touch with ourselves. Even I, going home, got a job, planned a wedding, met up with others. I have no "me time." As we grow, we think others make us better, sure they may challenge us, they may teach us something new but we make ourselves who we are. So who do you want to be? I want to be a writer. The more I read, the more I sigh to myself and mutter, "I used to do this so beautifully. What happened?" I grew up. I gave up that part of me. But it's there and maybe if I add some logs to the fire the spark will come back and the more logs I add the more potential I have. But I put like first, I put my job first. I don't even think of what I am missing out on. I look at the clock and speed around all day and the last thing I want to do when I go home is think. No, I want to sleep. I don't want a challenge, I want the opposite.
I think, we all think that we need to relax. But putting your feet up in front of the TV isn't relaxing. It's becoming brain-dead. Relaxing can be time spent alone, time given to your own mind. Time figuring yourself out. And that's what I need to focus on. Until those logs are on that fire and it stops being a chore and starts being a part of me. I need to make it a habit. Fueling the fire only works after your world has already been ignited.
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